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................................................................................................ Photo by Holly Northrop:"Polaroid:#257"



The Poetry Of...
Charles P. Ries..............................................................

IDEAS OF GRACE

Moments of desolation when life and love collide
drowning us beneath the weight of their inevitability


You pause and look back at me as if I were cancer
How can this be?
Why is this happening?
Who do you think you are?
Isn't history the antidote for bad judgment?

Fidelity is so fluid these days
So much expected in return

I tell you about my parents
My long suffering mother
My long silent father
Married 58 years until death
"Those were days of denial, when relationship
was abduction and silence a woman's ransom."

I don't argue.....I hide my point of view

How could you understand
there is glory in surrender
if made for harmony

Or that the liberation of the blind
is conceived in a bed of forgiveness





RIGHT WORDS

Amazing how
her words
clear me.

How her
insight can
dispel shadows.

Magic spells
simple and
economic.

Aspirin for
my confusion.





FICTIONS

You will love me forever, until you became
bored with predictability and leave me
for a man who plays board games and
grows the best pot you ever smoked

After being beaten
my belief in mother love falters
only eleven years old
and exhausted by her love
I simply forgive

Even animals must flee when frightened

Falling out of mind
into life
they are orphans

Mysteries of mind leaving me silent
............................as I await further direction





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